Furniture Songtext

And then I found out from the breezes.
They said I can't love all the pieces.

Some homes have holes in the ceiling.
You melted the rose. Now, you're leaving.

I built a new door, but nobody's knocking.
I built a new door, but nobody's knocking.
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